Текст песни Кот Шрёдингера - Внуки Декабря

All one window
And Grandchildren December
The junk collection
Another season
As if yesterday
Fallen star
Do not wait until morning
And the dream was

You know in the puddles the sky closer
You know you can stay here
But with your high roof
As to pools that up to the sky
We would just scatter

Silence of the loop
Natёrshih neck words
Of the thousands of puffins
You chose himself
And Man Kayuk
The pictures of the comics
It will display your death
First Person